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Stella died a month ago. Luke’s mind still saw her face easily, picturing her laughing and singing along with the Beatles. He half smiled, and his eyes twinkled remembering how she always seemed to be singing a song or pieces of a song during the day.
Stella loved to infect him with a melody of song so after he sat with her, laughed with her, the rest of his day had these earworms of pop music popping up.
Luke chuckled, one week she kept singing “Bennie and the Jets” and he walked around singing Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets all week. He smiled but there was a tear in his eye.
Luke was doing better now. After the funeral he had felt dazed, his face felt numb and it almost seemed like he had his face pressed against a window looking in on the world because he felt detached.
Today it was a month. Stella had given him a letter only to be opened after a month after her death. Luke turned the envelope over in his hand, her handwriting on the outside, his name, and a little smiley face. Oh how he missed her laugh, her song snippets. His lungs felt parched, and his throat dry. Time to open it.
Dear Skywalker, thank you for all the loving and laughter you gave me. (Luke nodded, his eyes were watering, his inner voice – thank you, thank you) I have flown the coop just like we expected and I know the last month has been difficult for you, but you never complained. There are times we need to just “Hold On” (just like the Dan Hill song remember?) and times to let loose and set free. I know you will be alright. My daughter was deployed and she will be upset she could not be there when I was in the hospice. Will you be with her for me please? Sophie is a beautiful girl and I didn’t want to be in her way when she told me of her submarine assignment. Be there for me please, Share the laughter we had together the last months with Sophie, hold her hand like you held mine.
always hugs, Stella
Paper in hand, envelope torn on the floor, he sat still and reread the note. Sophie. I can be there for her for Stella. Poor Sophie, coming home and her Mom gone. The address is there, and I will go there and put a note in her mailbox to contact me about her Mom. I don’t know what to say but I will do it.
Luke on assignment felt better and a Beatles snippet came in his mind as he wrote his note to Sophie for delivery and sealed it in an envelope.
Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her
Life and Random Thinking 
A continuation of a story full of the little things in life, which only looking back do we see how important and huge they are to building and living a great life ~ and I also love the musical references 🙂 Had me singing Bennie & the Jets for awhile, until signing off with one of my favorite Beatles tunes… You’ve got the talent with words to bring people to another state – Cheers to a great day ahead.
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You made my day, thank you for your encouragement
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YOu are right, One never forgets the first dying patient. I still remember mine, all those years ago.
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This is a sweet sharing…of happiness and sorrow… 🙂
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You communicate regularly, I appreciate you!
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Thanks… 🙂
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A beautiful tale- read both posts. I love your style; especially the originality of your similes and the way each character is depicted. Thank you for sharing.
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I really appreciate your encouragement and feedback.
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Reblogged this on Life and Random Thinking and commented:
This is second short story in the category called Call me Skywalker.
I hope you love each one, comments are so appreciated , and go check out the others in the small series. They are each brief and just wrote a few, five I believe.
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https://polldaddy.com/js/rating/rating.jsAwwwww! That letter though! I’m glad he’s going to meet her daughter! I’m sure they would fall in love like most stories I have read, but then maybe not lol who knows! Beautiful continuation! Next chapter I come! 😊🙌
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In my speech i have changed it so that he meets her and she has her eyes closed and she is singing Silly Love Songs by Paul McCartney. He tiptoes over beside her bed and star senses him being there and opens her eyes and together they sing the chorus. Love doesn’t come in a minute, sometimes it doesn’t come at all, I only know that when I’m in it, it isn’t silly, Love isn’t silly, Love isn’t silly at all.
They chuckle smile and are introduced and their friendship is sealed. At the end of the speech I sing again when Luke is walking by himself after reading her letter. And this time he sings to her the ending chorus of and I love her. Bright are the stars that shine, dark is the sky, I Know This Love of Mine, will never die, and I love her. Then I will walk slowly to the side of the stage. I hope my voice is good and I can get properly in character for best effect.
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Awwwwwwww!!!!! 💛💛💛💛
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😁👍😊😊
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More to come? Love how you draw me in! One little correction or maybe you did it on purpose, in Stella’s letter you have ‘there be there’ 5th line I think that needs to be fixed if it wasn’t on purpose. Thank you!
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thank you for pointing that out, I like that you did that. – David.
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I love the story David … Keep writing *smiles*
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I edited that paragraph a little and I think it is better now. Were you intrigued about what the song lyrics were for “hold on” by Dan Hill? I always hoped people would be.
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I am intrigued because your writing brought me right into the story and I am waiting in anticipation for the next part in the story, I love the ‘star’ in the story … Dan Hill is a great artist, inspiring. Waiting …. 🙂
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A few years back Dan Hill came and put on a concert in Penticton – super small venue and I met him and he signed two books for me. He looks nothing now like he did in the 70’s when he did his first albums.
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